 | Paula R. Feldman, Daniel Robinson - 1999 - 306 páginas
...I gaze, thy mild and placid light Sheds a soft calm upon my troubled breast; And oft I think—fair planet of the night, That in thy orb the wretched may have rest: The sufferers of the earth perhaps may go, Released by death—to thy benignant sphere; And the... | |
 | Charlotte Smith - 2003 - 96 páginas
...And while I gaze, thy mild and placid light 5 Sheds a soft calm upon my troubled breast; And oft I think - fair planet of the night, That in thy orb, the wretched may have rest: The sufferers of the earth perhaps may go, Released by death - to thy benignant sphere, 10 And... | |
 | Charlotte Smith - 2004 - 612 páginas
...where the speaker longs to be. The speaker, like Jessy, longs for rest there: And oft I think—fair planet of the night, That in thy orb, the wretched may have rest: The sufferers of the earth perhaps may go, Released by death—to thy benignant sphere; And the... | |
 | Paula R. Backscheider - 2005 - 556 páginas
...way. And while I gaze, thy mild and placid light Sheds a soft calm upon my troubled breast; And oft I think — fair planet of the night, That in thy orb, the wretched may have rest: The sufferers of the earth perhaps may, Released by death — to thy benignant sphere; And the... | |
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QUEEN of the silver bow ! — by thy pale beam, Alone and pensive, I delight to stray, And watch thy shadow trembling in the stream, Or mark the floating clouds that cross thy way. And while I gaze, thy mild and placid light Sheds a soft calm upon my... 
